"Thank you, no spoon, just eat it like this."

Zhao Rong took the bowl of porridge and poured it into his mouth, then waved at Su Qingdai and spoke vaguely.

Su Qingdai silently withdrew her hand, bent down to take out a bowl of five-element health-preserving porridge from the inner layer of the food box, and held it for Zhao Rong who had not finished the previous bowl.

The bowl of longan and lotus seed porridge that Zhao Rong was drinking was originally prepared for her to please Sister Zhao.

Zhao Rong, who was really hungry, raised his head to drink his porridge while glancing at the virtuous woman in a black skirt bending over beside him.

She was positioned sideways towards him.

This stunning native woman has an already tall and proud figure, which is wrapped in a tight and well-proportioned black skirt. When she bends over, her two canteens and her very fertile figure just hold up the fabric tightly.

So what appeared in front of Zhao Rong was a picture that was quite similar to the side profile of a mature white-collar worker in the workplace that he had seen in his previous life.

Moreover, it seemed that the structure of the food box was a bit troublesome, and it took some time to get the inner lid. In front of him, Su Qingdai kept bending over to take the porridge for a while.

Moreover, the woman seemed unaware of someone's gaze, as she did not look away.

"Oh my god..." Zhao Rong muttered something and silently withdrew his eyes that were very good at capturing the 'beautiful scenery'.

I don't know whose life is being shortened.

At this time, Su Qingdai finally succeeded in taking out the bowl of porridge and stood up again.

In the bamboo forest, the autumn morning sunlight softly fell on the two of them.

Su Qingdai had just been hurriedly stopped by Zhao Rong, and only now could she see his appearance and dress clearly.

He came after me wearing a long green gown with a double-breasted collar and a pair of wooden clogs, with his belt tied casually in a knot, as if he had gone out in a hurry to chase me.

However, these are not the most important things in Su Qingdai's eyes at this moment.

She looked dazed.

Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were fixed on him...

"Hey, the porridge is going to spill." Zhao Rong pointed and reminded.

"Oh, oh." Su Qingdai hurriedly steady the tilted bowl of porridge in her hand.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Rong tilted his head curiously and touched his face and chin: "I just shaved yesterday... Is there something on my face?"

"No, it's okay." Su Qingdai blushed a little, looked away from his face, and whispered, "It seems to be a little different..."

Zhao Rong continued, "Has he grown into a handsome man?"

Su Qingdai: “…”

Zhao Rong kindly reminded him, "In fact, he was quite handsome before."

He nodded, his tone serious.

Su Qingdai: “…”

"Ha, I'm just kidding." Zhao Rong suddenly laughed, "By the way, you heard about it before you came here, right? Who did you hear it from? Xiao Qian'er?"

Su Qingdai raised her eyes and looked directly at the smiling man. She did not agree with what he said, but said directly: "It's not her. I heard it from the string music girls at Jiyue Mountain yesterday. The master has spread it everywhere. They said... said..."

"say what?"

"They all said... that they felt that Mr. Zhao was very knowledgeable and wanted to ask him for advice on poetry and lyrics."

In the heart lake, the sword spirit that had been resting quietly sneered, "Is this being studious? This is lustful."

Zhao Rong nodded and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Qingdai to be quite familiar with the women from the Music Bureau."

"Those sisters are very smart. They know that I have a special relationship with Ziyu. They admire Ziyu, so naturally they are familiar with me. The first time is the second time."

Seeing that he had finished a large bowl of porridge, Su Qingdai handed him the bowl of Five Elements Health Porridge in her hand.

She asked softly, "Sister Zhao doesn't want to drink porridge? Bring her some too."

Zhao Rong wiped his mouth and nodded, "Oh, she has already had some porridge, so she shouldn't be hungry."

After saying that, he raised the bowl again and drank a mouthful of the hot porridge that was also cooked in the morning as if nothing had happened, muttering, "Hmm, it should be..."

"Oh." Su Qingdai nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhao Rong put down the bowl, snatched the food box from her hand, and put the bowl back.

"I'll help you get it. Come on, I'll walk you some distance."

Without hesitation, he picked up the food box, took the lead, and walked forward.

Su Qingdai was startled, looked at the man's tall and thin back, and followed him.

The morning mist had lifted.

In the autumn forest, thin bamboo poles stand on both sides of the path, like bleak guards standing guard.

"Have you really thought about it?"

"What?"

"Follow Qingjun's instructions and go back to Taiqing Mansion in Duyou City to find her."

After a moment of silence, he said, "Yeah."

"Her arrangement... well, you should understand what she meant, right?"

"I understand a little bit. Sister Zhao actually said it very clearly. I... I am not stupid."

The handsome man patted his forehead and said, "Yes, I worry too much."

Su Qingdai shook her head, "No, actually... I really like Ziyu's concern."

He was not polite and nodded directly, "Okay, just assume that you don't mind me being long-winded, then I will worry about it for a few more words."

She glanced at Zhao Rong.

"Although I didn't let you go into the house to meet Qingjun just now, well, it was purely because it was a little inconvenient. She was feeling a little unwell. Don't think too much about it... But just from chatting inside and outside the house, you should have felt it."

"What?"

"Qingjun's character."

"Sister Zhao is graceful and elegant..."

"Nonsense, she's just pretending. She's actually very jealous, but she won't show it in front of outsiders... except for Qian'er and me. Forget it, let's not talk about this. What was I going to say just now?"

Zhao Rong touched his chin, a thoughtful look on his face.

Su Qingdai did not urge him. She turned her head and looked quietly at his angular profile.

"Oh, right, personality. Actually, when I first saw you in Xingzi Town, I noticed that your personality and temperament were similar to Qingjun's. If you had covered your face, I would have thought it was Qingjun... At that time, we passed each other and you didn't even look at me."

Zhao Rong smiled and squinted at Qiu Yang, "It was a very strange feeling at that moment, a sense of déjà vu that the person who was most familiar and close to me suddenly became a stranger to me."

Su Qingdai thought for a moment and asked with a smile, "So Ziyu loved me and I was attracted to her? So he accepted me and... fell in love with me?"

"no."

Zhao Rong shook his head.

"I thought at the time that it would be best if we never met."

“…”

"It's fine if we just treat each other as passers-by and strangers who watch from afar."

"Why?" She asked again: "Is it...loyalty?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and said:

"I just said that Qingjun and you have similar personalities and temperaments. Although this is the first time I've met you, I know that you are the type of person who is... extremely cold on the outside but warm on the inside. And this 'inside' is hidden very deeply. Unless something unexpected happens, no man will ever be able to enter the deepest part of your heart in your entire life."

"But once a man walks in, he will see a passionate heart that will last for three lifetimes and until death, and he will gain a most loving and loyal partner."

"This phenomenon of ruthlessness and affection coexisting in one woman... You are all such women, I know."

Su Qingdai was somewhat speechless when she saw Zhao Rong smiling. He turned his head and looked towards the elegant courtyard behind him.

The woman whom he called 'Sister Zhao' not long ago was there.

"This 'if nothing unexpected happens' does not include the kind of love that develops over time between childhood sweethearts, or the kind of love that is stronger than gold after meeting someone later in life and death."

The man's tone was surprisingly proud and happy, from the bottom of his heart, even like a show-off and a show of affection...

"Qingjun and I are the former. We are childhood sweethearts, a rare and extremely lucky couple. Of course, compared to acquired feelings, the only possible accident with this kind of childhood sweetheart relationship is that it is too easy to get this kind of childhood sweetheart. As a childhood sweetheart, the male does not cherish this hard-earned 'childhood sweetheart' who is purely a gift from God..."

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, and said to Su Qingdai: "I may be a bit long-winded when talking about these things, but I am used to sorting out the context of any matter and any emotion, like unraveling the thread of the cocoon, first rationally, then emotionally."

"Come to think of it, I'm not extremely lucky. My relationship with Qingjun almost ended in a lifetime of regret because of my one-sided 'not cherishing' and indifference... But I was a little lucky that I didn't let go in the end. Instead, I ran to Duyou City and shamelessly held Qingjun's hand again."

Su Qingdai lowered her eyes, not looking at his eyes, and asked softly, "So you said you don't want to get to know me, you just want to pass by and become a passerby? Because you look too much like her, you hate me?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and said sincerely, "Because the more we are strangers to the cold and aloof Fairy Su who is very much like Qingjun, the more indifferent we are to each other, the more I cherish and value the hard-earned relationship and fate with Qingjun now. I always remind myself, you idiot, why don't you go home quickly and hold your good wife tightly, don't let her run away."

At this point, he sighed and blinked, "So, am I very smart..."

Toolman Su Qingdai: "..."

At this moment, Zhao Rong changed the subject and his smile faded a little, "But..."

"But...what?"

He smiled sincerely and said, "...At that time in Xingzi Town, I never expected that this cold and unparalleled Fairy Su, who I thought was worth watching from afar but not touching, would actually sit in my arms and... fall in love with me."

Zhao Rong spread his hands and said with emotion: "God is so good to me."

Su Qingdai nodded and whispered, "Ziyu, didn't I tell you at that time...you are my soulmate, and I still believe so now."

Zhao Rong also nodded. "But I have analyzed it with you seriously. This is probably a misunderstanding. Many factors have influenced it. You may have been fooled."

Su Qingdai pursed her lips, looked up into his eyes, and shook her head.

Don't speak.

Zhao Rong looked at her stubborn attitude for a while, curled the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at the Jiyue Mountain in the distance.

"Since you believe in fate so much... then I can't do anything about it."

He laughed at himself, "I never thought that I could make a woman who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside fall in love with me, and there would be a scenario like 'the destined lover'... Well, as expected, reality is sometimes stranger than novels."

Su Qingdai was quiet for a while, pinched her sleeves which were as black as night with her right hand, and whispered: "Isn't a 'destined fate' the greatest reason for a woman?"

Zhao Rong nodded, then shook his head, "It depends on whether you believe in destiny. Some people believe in it, and some people don't."

Su Qingdai whispered, "Heaven's will... Isn't the command of heaven enough to be feared..."

She suddenly turned her head, looked at Zhao Rong and said, "What about you, sir? Do you fear the fate?"

Zhao Rong smiled.

He turned his head left and right to look at the autumn scenery of the bamboo forest around him.

Then he turned back slowly and said:

"I am usually used to being on top and being the boss. I am not used to having someone over my head."

“…”

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